My SO and I had been close friends all through college. About two months before I graduated, I accepted an English teaching assistant position at a university in northern France. Two weeks after I accepted, my SO asked me out on a date. We were already good friends, so it didn't take him long to win me over. We haven't been dating long, but we already know each other so well that I know for a fact that he's the one I want to marry eventually.
However, it's been an LDR throughout our relationship. He had a bad injury last December and had to finish college from home, which was already around 180 miles from me. We saw each other on weekends. Then after graduation (which he came back to campus for and it was wonderful) I moved back to my hometown for a summer internship. At that point it became a 300-mile distance. We saw each other about 4-5 times last summer. It was a terrible struggle for me to get through, breaking down quite often. I never hid it from him because 1) I am not capable of hiding my feelings well and 2) I'm lucky enough that I can confide in him about anything. He moved two states away to start law school, which then became a 600-mile distance. I visited him for 2 weeks before I left for France. It was a wonderful two weeks but the hardest goodbye I've ever had to make.
I've been in France now for almost a month and, now that I've settled down, the 4700-mile distance is now settling down on me and taking quite a toll. We have Facebook Message (which works just as well as Whatsapp) and we skype when we can, which is not often because of how demanding his studies are. We're in full support of each other as we continue through this school year but I'm starting to feel a dark cloud looming over me. It has become a complicated combination of anger towards our limited communication and lack of physical touch, sadness because I wish he was here exploring France with me, and frankly a lot of sexual frustration to add on top off that.
I want to enjoy my time here, but I'm missing him too much. It's not even homesickness, I just miss him in particular. Each day has become more and more of a drag, and I haven't made any close-enough friends whom I can confide in about my depression. I'm developing irrational feelings of resentment and vengeance towards him even though he has done nothing wrong (besides being a little absent-minded at times). I can't seem to get myself out of this spiral, and as each day passes it's getting deeper. I feel fairly isolated here so it feels almost impossible to escape.
I apologize for the long post, but our relationship is pretty complex and I wanted to give enough explanation. It's really testing my patience and I wanted to see if anyone could offer some quick coping mechanisms. Thank you for any support you may be able to offer.
However, it's been an LDR throughout our relationship. He had a bad injury last December and had to finish college from home, which was already around 180 miles from me. We saw each other on weekends. Then after graduation (which he came back to campus for and it was wonderful) I moved back to my hometown for a summer internship. At that point it became a 300-mile distance. We saw each other about 4-5 times last summer. It was a terrible struggle for me to get through, breaking down quite often. I never hid it from him because 1) I am not capable of hiding my feelings well and 2) I'm lucky enough that I can confide in him about anything. He moved two states away to start law school, which then became a 600-mile distance. I visited him for 2 weeks before I left for France. It was a wonderful two weeks but the hardest goodbye I've ever had to make.
I've been in France now for almost a month and, now that I've settled down, the 4700-mile distance is now settling down on me and taking quite a toll. We have Facebook Message (which works just as well as Whatsapp) and we skype when we can, which is not often because of how demanding his studies are. We're in full support of each other as we continue through this school year but I'm starting to feel a dark cloud looming over me. It has become a complicated combination of anger towards our limited communication and lack of physical touch, sadness because I wish he was here exploring France with me, and frankly a lot of sexual frustration to add on top off that.
I want to enjoy my time here, but I'm missing him too much. It's not even homesickness, I just miss him in particular. Each day has become more and more of a drag, and I haven't made any close-enough friends whom I can confide in about my depression. I'm developing irrational feelings of resentment and vengeance towards him even though he has done nothing wrong (besides being a little absent-minded at times). I can't seem to get myself out of this spiral, and as each day passes it's getting deeper. I feel fairly isolated here so it feels almost impossible to escape.
I apologize for the long post, but our relationship is pretty complex and I wanted to give enough explanation. It's really testing my patience and I wanted to see if anyone could offer some quick coping mechanisms. Thank you for any support you may be able to offer.
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